Undone (Open)

[Mercy Scarborough]

Mercy shudder as he licked blood off of her skin, feeling dizzy and still terrified. She could hardly stand on her own two feet, her head buzzing as she watched him walk away. It took her a few moments to register what had happened to her and she had to sit down, so dizzy and sick feeling. She had blood running down her overly exposed chest and her neck. Tears ran down her face... she was so confused. What the hell just happened?

She knew she had to leave... she had to get out of there. But she couldn't go home like this, bloody and exposed. So, she got to her feet, unsteady, and made her way as fast as she could through the forest, afraid of running in to some other freak. She knew exactly who to go to...

She was just about ready to pass out when she got to Tyler's home, banging urgently on the door. She was pale and bleeding, holding onto the front of her dress and corset as it was ripped. It was so dark and she felt so cold, having lost a good deal of blood. She just couldn't wrap her brain around what happened. She knew it was late, but she needed somewhere to go. "Ty!" she called out, sounding distraught and panicked as well as hurt. The tears still ran down her pretty face.

[Tyler Van Helsing]

Tyler was lying on his big soft chair, it was old and falling apart, but it was his favorite place to sit and relax, Tomas was lying by Ty's feet, his head resting in his paws. He was reading, but he was dozing off slightly, since he was late, he should have been in bed hours ago, but something was keeping him up, something that wouldn't leave his mind. Mercy.

It started to rain, and it pattered lightly against his roof. Tyler owned a small, shack-like house. It wasn't run down, but it wasn't nicely kept either. Tyler did his best, but he could not pay for anything special. As the rain started to come down, Tyler dozed off, the book falling on the floor.

Moments later, Tomas' head jerked up and he stared at the door, cocking his head to the side and then letting out a small growl. Then banging on the door, Tyler jolted awake, looking around confused. As he went to get up, he heard Mercy screaming his name. He sucked in a breath, then he ran to the door, Tom close at his heels. He yanked open the door. His green eyes were wide and worried, then his jaw dropped when he saw her. "Mercy..." He said, his face drained of all color. He looked around, pulling her in to his home, freaking out slightly. "What the hell just happened to you!?" he said, running into the kitchen to grab a towel. He came back out and practically tackled her to the couch. He pressed the towel into her neck, seeing as that was bleeding more. His green eyes were frantic as he watched her.

[Mercy Scarborough]

Mercy was shaking terribly and wet from the rain. Before she even knew it, she was on the couch with him over her and pressing a towel to her neck. "It was horrible," she cried, trying to breath as best she could. She was just so shaken though. Her hands were trembling, one hand still trying to hold the front of her ripped dress shut.

"It was some man," she cried, her pretty blue eyes so distraught. "He chased me into the woods, Ty." Her teeth were starting to chatter and she was still so scared. "He pinned me down and ripped my dress and he bit me..." It was kind of unbelievable that a man could leave bite marks such as these... but they didn't know he wasn't really a man. She whimpered, squirming a little. You could see the marks from where he bit her on the neck and her breast. The poor girl was terrified... and quite honestly, lucky she hadn't been raped or killed.

[Tyler Van Helsing]

Tyler was panicking, he pressed the towel into her neck and then gave her the wildest look when she explained what happened. "A man!?" he said, knitting his brows and then looking down to Tomas, who seemed calm, though he stared at Mercy and whined. "Here... hold this tight for a moment." He said, biting his lip and letting go, flying across the room and locking the door, unsure of what the hell was giong on, and what kind of man had teeth like an animal.

He ran into his small bathroom, ripping out some cloth bandages and things to clean her up. He ran back out, Tomas sitting by the door, keeping guard. Tyler ran over, seeing as she was trying to conceal her breasts. He grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around her since she was freezing to death. "Here... Just relax, your safe now." He said, taking the towel from her, and wrapping her wound up nicely, trying to be careful, seeing as her wounds were already bruising. This man must had really been rough. He was upset with this, not sure what the hell happened out there, he just wished the man wouldn't come back

[Mercy Scarborough]

Mercy did everything he told her to and let him take care of her wounds... yes, even the one above her breast, too tired to do so herself. Her body was tired and her wounds were sore. She was grateful... especially with how gentle he was. She clung to the blanket he had given her and tried to get warm, but it was tough. "Thank you," she said to him, teeth chattering a little. Her hand came over his and she gave it a weak squeeze. Even her hand was cold.

She shivered, her dress still wet from the rain. What she could use was some dry clothes, but... how scandalous was that? Being alone with a man in his house, barely clothed and at such a time as this... She slowly let her hand slide off of his, pulling it back and looking away. "I'm sorry, I didn't know where else to go... I couldn't go home like this..."

[Tyler Van Helsing]

Tyler stared at her, happier now that she was calmed and taken care of. His green eyes traveled down to her hand as she squeezed his. They soon rose upwards when she spoke, "Don't be sorry. I wouldn't have wanted you to go anywhere else." He said with a calm and even tone. He watched her shiver, feeling worse and worse. He whistled for Tomas, and the scruffy wolf dog came over and laid up against Mercy's legs. "I'll be right back." he said, leaving into another room. The sound of his footsteps came back closer to Mercy and he came back with clothing in his hands, soft, warm clothing that he usually slept in. They would be big on Mercy, but atleast they were dry. "Please, change. Before you catch a cold." He said with a small smile.

He tried to get her mind off of what happened to her moments ago, but he couldn't get his mind off it. He walked back over to his window, staring out into the night. There would be no way he would let Mercy back out of his home till morning. He doubted she would take liking to this idea, but he didn't want her running into that freak once again.

[Mercy Scarborough]

Mercy accepted the clothes from Tyler, watching him as he went over to the window. She slipped into the other room and changed before going back out to him. The clothes were big on her... but they honestly made her look like a goddess. Grabbing the blanket, she wrapped it around herself and came up to him. She was so tempted to just wrap her arms around him and lean into him, but she held back the urge. Her face was pale still, but she was regaining energy. She did however place her soft hand on his arm, her slender brows knitting together with worry. You could tell she was still scared.

"You don't think he'll come back after me, do you?" she asked, voice tight as she stared up at him, her blue eyes glassy. It was right then and there that she was simply so breathtaking and innocent looking... one couldn't help but wonder who would want to attack someone like her. It was one of those moments where you just needed to be embraced... one of those moments that you just needed something to help you feel safe. The poor girl was vulnerable in that moment.

[Tyler Van Helsing]

Tyler stared out the window, his vibrant green eyes bright, but wary. He felt her coming up behind him, hearing her soft footprints on his wood floor. He was quiet for the first few moments she asked. He looked back toward her, "I doubt it." He said, even though in his brain he was scared that the man would find her, come back and hurt her again. His tone was low, as he held his real thoughts about the whole situation. There was no way he would let her back outside tonight. He would walk her home in the morning.

He finally pulled away from the window, turning and then just wrapping his arms around her. "I am sorry you had to go through that. Whatever happened back there." He said with a frown. He just held her tight, rocking slightly. He didn't know if she would accept, or reject him for hugging her, but it made himself feel better.

[Mercy Scarborough]

Mercy did in fact accept Tyler's hug, moving in so that she was right up against him. With his arms around her, she wrapped her arms around him and let her head rest on his chest. Her eyes were a little watery and she sniffed the slightest bit. "It was terrible," she said, obviously still upset and shaken. She felt so weak, but she held onto him tightly, seeking warmth and comfort from him. She was still so cold and couldn't help but wonder how she would get home. Her parents had no idea she was out. Actually, as far as she knew, they were at a party and wouldn't be getting home until very late. By which time, they would not be checking in on her.

She pulled her face away from his chest and looked up at him, her eyes stormier than ever. She did her best to believe what he was saying, that it was unlikely the man would find her again. But it was hard... after all, there were only so many people in Devil's Hollow. Her eyes gazed up at him, flickering once to his lips before going back up to his eyes. "What if he does find me though?" she asked him, obviously scared...

[Tyler Van Helsing]

Tyler held her, his green eyes closing for a moment. "I'm sorry." He muttered. He didn't know what else to do but hold her, he wasn't the best at comforting, but he did his best. When she looked up at him, his heart melted and he looked way, out toward the window. "He won't. I won't let him get near you." He said with a stern tone.

While looking back at her, he let a small smile cross his face, "You know your not allowed to leave tonight? I won't let you. Your stuck with me and Tom." he said, after hearing his name being called, the wolf-dog perked up and wagged his tail. "I hope it doesn't bother you." he said smiling slightly. He might not be good at comforting, but he sure knew how to make a person smile. That was he good at, and he hoped Mercy would lighten up and feel comfortable, even after what had happened to her before she sought out Tyler's help. Out of any one he'd ever met, making Mercy smile was the most important to him. Yeah, he only just started befriending her, but that didn't matter. He had fallen for her, and fallen for her easily. All he wanted to do was make her happy, and keep her safe.

[Mercy Scarborough]

Mercy looked up at him, her tears drying up. In spite of what she had just gone through, the corners of her mouth turned up the slightest bit into a small, pretty smile. She couldn't help it, his smile was so... infectious. Maybe.. just maybe she'd fallen head over heels for him in the short amount of time they'd known each other. "You know how scandalous that is..." she said to him, a blush crossing her pale face which was slowly regaining its color.

"But no..." she said, her blue eyes intent on his green ones. She resisted the urge to bite her lip and slid her hand to the back of his neck, tentative at first. She pulled him down to her level carefully, standing on her toes to reach him easier as she gently touched her soft lips to his. Her kiss was so gentle and innocent, enough to leave anyone wanting for more. He was so warm, she didn't want to move away in the slightest, her slender body pressing up against him.

[Tyler Van Helsing]

Tyler couldn't have been happier to see her smile. He looked into her eyes with a gleam in his eyes, it was unreadable. He watched her stand on her tip-toe and he lowered his head slightly, so he caught his lips with her. He kissed her lightly, it felt amazing, her soft lips pressing into his own.

He pulled away, taking a shaky breath inwards and then staring into her eyes once more, then he lowered his head once again, wanting more. What she gave him wasn't enough, it never would be. He would always want more from her, then again who wouldn't? He pressed his lips into her's a little more eagerly now, his hand reaching up to the back of her neck, and the other reaching to her shoulder to pull her in toward him...

[Mercy Scarborough]

Mercy melted into him, moving in closer to him as he pulled her in. She pressed her lips harder against his, her shyness melting away. Why should she be shy? There was no reason to be. They were alone and in Tyler's home where no one would disturb or judge them. That being said, she decided to be a little more bold and her hands slid down his chest and up his shirt. A shiver swept over her as she felt his warm skin and hard muscles beneath her fingertips.

She pulled back the slightest bit as her hands rested on his abs, just to gauge his reaction to her touch. She didn't keep her lips from his for long though because she touched them to his once more, her kiss filled with more eagerness. She wanted him to hold her tighter than ever, she wanted to melt into him, feeling as though the two of them just couldn't get close enough.

[Tyler Van Helsing]

Tyler melted back into her as soon as he came back at him. He didn't care where she touched him, it all felt amazing to him. He wanted more, and if she seemed eager enough, Tyler would ask for more. His vibrant green eyes were bright and curious as she came closer still to him, kissing him with more force than ever before. He loved it, and he pushed against her slightly, testing her. He started to push her backwards slightly, wondering if she would go with him, and take steps back toward his small couch. He was light as he pushed, his chest pressing into her's, and his hands going to her waist as nudged her lightly, kissing her lips, and then traveling down her throat and collarbone.

He was totally forgetting about the whole situation she had gone through, he was too engulfed in how pretty she was, and how she was opening up for him, kissing him and such. He was amazed she fell for a guy like him, poor and filthy. She was so much different than him, not personality wise, but class wise. He let that thought slip from his mind too, he didnt want to ruin the moment. "Your a fool for falling for me." He said between kisses as he pushed against her more, not intending on stopping, even though he called her a fool.

[Mercy Scarborough]

Mercy slowly backed up as he pushed her toward the couch. She knew it was so wrong, but she couldn't help but push his shirt up and over his head and letting it fall to the floor. She was hesitant at first as he kissed her neck, but relaxed after a moment. She trusted him... he wouldn't hurt her. She exposed her neck to him, shivering in delight and pushing away all thoughts of her attacker from earlier.

"Then you're a fool for falling for a fool," Mercy said breathlessly, unwilling to stop. She pulled her down over her as she laid back down on the couch, knowing full well how inappropriate it was. "Oh Tyler," she sighed, thoroughly enjoying this. She wanted him so badly. She couldn't keep her hands off of him and couldn't get enough of his hands on her as she got more and more into this.